destruction...disgrace

That look I gave was one I meant,
You did not see the sigh to vent,
You think I didn't apperceive,
The lean, the arm, the laugh, the leave?

Sure, I have just what I desire,
But that was quick to catch on fire,
I'll still want you, and hate you too,
I guess that's life, this much is true.

How can I promise to move on,
With something that was never gone,
Or never happened? either way,
I'll have forgotten yesterday.